Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

"However," Yuigahama said softly, her eyes fixed on the uneaten piece of chocolate I handed her. "still......"

Seemingly having made up her mind, Yuigahama looked at me firmly and announced:

"I will continue to work hard!"

A girl like Yuigahama Yui will not easily show determination.Yuigahama is the kind of girl who thinks she's average and humble in all respects.

She is smart, but lacks Yukino's natural intellect.She's beautiful, but not like Miura using her beauty to impress others, nor does Totsuka have a heart-stopping cute face.Yuigahama's personality is overshadowed by Ebina's, and if one can judge by her lingerie taste, Yuigahama is fashionably beaten by her.

But there's something special about her, and that's that she's a good girl.

A more honest and real person than Orimoto Kaori.Perhaps, Yuigahama is the most normal girl.

But good girls don't end well.

She held up the bar of chocolate.Black stains had begun to leave greasy stains on her slender fingertips.The bar of chocolate was lifted to my mouth.

"Please try it," Yuigahama begged.

Chocolate pressed against my lips.

Chocolate sweetness and salty fingertips.Yuigahama's nails scratched my lower lip and made me tremble.

For all the wonders of the world, nothing amazes me more than the taste of this chocolate.

It tastes like spring.There is a hint of floral and sweet taste that makes a toothache.

This is......

"It's bad."

Yuigahama continued to smile.

"Ha ha!"

Laughter was forced.

"It's a good thing I didn't get to give the guy the chocolate...he might hate the chocolate..." Her shoulders began to tremble. "He can, maybe..."

Her voice became hoarse.

"He'd say 'no'. Absolutely. For sure."

My answer hung in the air for a moment, lingering even after I blurted out the words.

Yuigahama kept her smile, the kind of power that could crush the soul of a human being.

Yuigahama would definitely think her the worst.

She is wrong.

And I'm the worst.

Hiki Valley Hachiman is the most terrifying creature in the world and in the heaven.And everything else in this world is normal.

"Hey Small Business..."

"what?"

"Remember...do you remember that you promised to help Yukino no matter what?"

This thing came to my mind.

Yuigahama was wearing her kimono when we walked behind the fireworks.

That was said in that alley with blue street lights and vending machines.

"remember."

"Remember to stick to that sentence, okay? This is my request to you, interim minister of the Ministry of Service. Haha!"

Yuigahama's voice stopped amidst laughter.

Her smile trembled in front of me.Her smile looked so delicate, like a newly formed piece of glass ready to shatter into pieces at the mere winter breeze.

It's hard to say "no" when the mood is against you.

I took my eyes off Yuigahama's unquestioning smile and stood beside her.

It would have been easy, but I did nothing to comfort her.

In times of pain, people want to be hugged or touched.

Physical comfort helps soothe nerves, it tells people they are still needed.In this ever-changing world, there is a calming comfort in knowing that someone will always be there for you.

Instead, I walked away.

"I'll do my best." I whispered, closing the door behind me.

When opportunity knocks, you open the door.

Life gives you lemons, so make lemonade.

These are sweet words you can say to someone to make them feel better.

And you make suggestions that you don't even listen to.

You gave them ideals that you never acted on.

Everyone is lying, and some people just embrace the darkness inside.

and......

People are not because they can reason or because they can talk.

People are human because they can suffer.

Life is pain.Some people live in silent happiness, and occasionally have short-term sadness.

Others live in pain until they die.

Some are resigned slaves, others are foremen who only get blisters from being whipped and have their self-esteem shattered by a spouse's infidelity.

still......

Still, some people are pure.

Sometimes life opens doors for you to meet these pure-hearted people.

Sometimes they were close, and sometimes they were gone forever, and after that, their kindness was never seen again.

I......

I didn't even look back.

My footsteps grew louder, and the sobs I heard grew softer.

I was getting further and further away from the closed door.

Behind that closed door, Yuigahama Yui was packing up her broken heart.

Chapter 120 Five Short Stories·Still unable to speak, speak to her

Lately, I've been having this thought.

For example, is the world real, or is it not?

Perhaps, I am a god, a god of destruction, and my spouse is a woe, a god of deceit.All that King Midas Bibe touched turned to gold: and all that I touched turned to ruins.

King Midas, from Greek mythology, was rewarded by Silenus, the god of the forest, and Dionysus, the god of wine, for his hospitality by promising to grant him any wish.The money-hungry Midas begged to have everything he touched turned into gold, but he soon regretted it, because even his food and water, and even his daughter, were turned into gold.Midas was liberated after bathing in the river under the instruction of Dionysus, and it is said that the sand in the river later also contained gold.Describe a greedy person.

Human connections are fragile.It's like a strange turn of events, with time hardening these connections into unbreakable bonds -- like two electrons spinning in a covalently perfect symphony.It's a state of perfect balance.

When those bonds are broken, woe befalls those who are bound together.

It is human nature to seek guilt in suffering.

When things don't go well, people find ways to pass the buck.But pointing to a single source of error is absurd, and judging others is foolish.

But you can judge yourself, you can always judge yourself.

My fault, all my fault.

Then, maybe nothing was destroyed.

If it has never existed, if it is like the reflection of the moon in water, can this illusion be destroyed? Can the ideal cease to exist in the face of reality?

"Oni-chan, is that you?"

The lights in the room flickered on and off.It was my cute little sister, Komachi, who walked in, and she rubbed her eyes.

"Yes. It's me." My fake Italian plumber's accent didn't add much warmth to the room.I sit on the couch.When I came back, it was very late.

I don't want to go home, so I'm riding my bike.I don't know where I want to go anymore, I just keep riding my bike.

"have you eaten?"

I nodded.

Komachi sighed in frustration. "You could have let Komachi know. Sometimes Oni-chan is so unfair to his sister..."

"Sorry." I didn't mean to forget.

"Okay, okay." Komachi said, waving her hand in front of herself.

She took a glass from the dishwasher and walked over to the sink.

"Tell Komachi what you want for lunch tomorrow?"

"Meat. Lots of meat. Please do, and thank you."

I'm still staring at the sky and wanting something motherly.

Maybe I just understand that the food I love suffers from.Now that I think about it, the farm is basically a genocidal camp for vegetables.Systematic and brutally effective - every campaign is governed by the seasons and executed flawlessly.

That kind of life – am I secretly trying to be a broccoli?

They say humans feel regret because they feel guilty.

Regret and guilt, one cannot do without the other.Both emotions are used to remind users what they are doing wrong.

It grew out of them, and it will destroy them.It reminds us of who they are.

weak.nausea.mean.Pity.These are true reflections of the meaning of life.

"Oni-chan, you're secretly driving Komachi out."

A hand waved in front of me.Komachi was standing in front of me, holding a cup of tea in his other hand.

"sorry."

"Excuse me?" When someone says "Excuse me?" back to you - it means your apology was not accepted. Komachi sat next to me with a plop. She blew on the drink, causing the steam to drift in my direction and tickle my nose. "Oni-chan, you're out of character." "

"Out of character? Me?"

There is no such thing as a person without a person.People submit to archetypes, that is, they act under the hegemony of society.

Everyone has a personality until they die.If anything, death is most out of character.

"En." Komachi nodded. "Usually, Komachi falls victim to your disgusting talk or something."

Ouch.I think I just got knocked out by Komachi's signature one-inch punch.

"So?" Komachi put down the cup. "What's wrong with Oni-chan?"

"Um......"

"It's...hard to explain."

"Is this related to Yukino-san?"

"Um?"

I looked at Komachi.Can she read minds?

"Chir -----" Komachi looked at me carefully. "No... Yukino-san is only part of the problem, but Oni-chan seems to be covered by other... other... ah! It's Yui-san!"

Certainly.She is definitely a mind reader.

"Ah!" Komachi narrowed his eyes. "Oni-chan..." she said, "You didn't do anything to Yui-san, did you?"

"Whoa?! - ? No!"

"Because I found Yukino's note, and I also saw your collection..."

Good job Yukinoshita - Hey! This is my property!